MICHAEL'S POV
The tension between Dionnah and I was evident to Danielle. I noticed her glancing between the two of us with concern and wonder written on her face. I guess she had all right to wonder, Dionnah kept throwing death glances at me when she thought I wasn't looking.
My eyes moved to Mr. Delaney, who was distant from all conversations. He was just a simple man who loved food. He kept his head down most of the dinner, eating and drinking and enjoying his meal. Jon and Dani also kept quiet only answering questions here or there about the wedding that Mrs. Delaney would ask.
But the star of the meal was Derick who kept rehashing his time as Dee's boyfriend and with the help of his ex-mother-in-law he didn't stop there.
I was furious at the whole ordeal and was counting down the minutes for the dinner to be over. Dee however, was zoned out most of the time, like she would rather be anywhere else than here.
After dinner,
DIONNAH'S POV I woke up thirsty as hell. It was late and my head was banging like congo drums. I had a hangover so I decided to grab an aspirin from my bathroom. I swallowed the pill and downed a bottle of water. I stared at my reflection. My face looked tired as thoughts of Michael came into my head, then the conversation I accidentally overheard of him on the phone came crashing in my mind. How dare he? Who does he think he is? He fucking invited a date to the rehearsal dinner and wedding. I couldn't believe he would do this to me. And that wasn't all, he said and I quote, "It's fine with me. But we would only be fucking. I'm not looking for a relationship." What the actual fuck! So that was the type of man he truly was. A womanizing pig — with a huge — “Urgh," I groaened. “Get a grip, Dee," I blew out a breath. I hurried back to my bedroom and hopped into bed. Michael was a disgusting person. He thought I would continue sleeping with him if he was bringing another woman into t
DIONNAH'S POVWhen I woke the next morning I was disoriented. I vaguely remembered Derick leaving my room. But I clearly recalled what transpired between Micheal and me. He needed a damn chill pill. I knew the situation between Derick and I may have been sending him mixed signals but he was being a big hypocrite. He was bringing someone to the wedding and he wanted me to be ok with it. I knew the days ahead were going to be awkward. I was going to do my best to avoid Michael and just focus on my work. So that was what I did. I avoided Mike like the plague and only spoke to him when necessary. I was getting a lot of work done. I didn't need any more distractions and Michael was big for that.I accompanied Dani and my Mom to the venue where the rehearsal dinner was being held. The space was beautiful. It was a small villa overlooking the beach. Danielle was going on and on about how wonderful everything would look. “Dee," she grabbed my hand and dragged me to the patio. The wind was
THIRD PERSON POV As dawn approached, Dionnah's eyes flipped open. The darkness through the windows told her it was too early for her to be awake. The time on the clock read a minute after five. She huffed and threw her feet off the bed and sat. She ran a hand over her hair and let out a huge breath. Today she planned on telling Dani everything about her and Michael. She got up and slumped in the chair beside her bed, opening the laptop that Michael had given her. She thought about giving him back all that he gave her but she didn't know how without showing him she was hurt. “What the hell happened last night?" She asked herself. “I was never a jealous woman and now all of that was gone all because of him and the way he affected me." She slammed the laptop shut, she wasn't in the state of mind to do any work. She just sat in the dark silent trying to figure out how to fix the mess around her. Her ears perked as strange sounds infiltrated her ears. She tiptoed to her door and placed
DIONNAH'S POV I held my head high as I strolled out of the hospital even though every cell in my body was screaming at me to hide my head in the dirt like an ostrich. But I rolled out of there faster than a cheetah on steroids like my body was on fire. The nurses snickered and the doctors stared as I power-walked passed them, probably looking down on me for being someone's fuck buddy. What the hell was I thinking? The cool evening air did wonders to calm my nerves, but then I was reminded that my business was out there in the open for everyone to judge. Not only did my sister know, but so did Jonathan who didn't meet my gaze as he pushed the wheelchair with Dani behind me. Michael was walking way behind us, trying to put as much space as he could between the two of us. Jonny paused as he ran a hand through his hair while Michael was leaning up against Jon's car. I didn't know what to say or do, but my sister saved the day when she tried breaking the ice, but her efforts were usel
MICHAEL'S POVI was pissed at myself for getting so angry at Dee. And I hated myself for what she saw me doing with Cindy. If she only knew I was drunk and I wasn't in my right state of mind. But being wasted was no excuse. I did what I did and I was a scumbag for it. “How was I?" Jonny asked from the driver's seat. We were still driving slowly behind the girls. “What do you mean?"“You know? Me scolding you in front of the girls?" Yeah, right. I told Jonny about Dee and me on our drive over to the hospital, so him pretending to be mad at me for sleeping with his sister-in-law was all a show. I had him promise me not to mention what we talked about to Dani. This was blood brother code. “You didn't have to be so harsh, especially throwing the part about college in there. Now I look like I do these things all the time.""But you do do these things all the time," he stressed.“Well, not with Dionnah. She's different and she makes me different," I paused, listening to myself. I sounded
DIONNAH'S POV"Michael, What are you doing in my room?" I asked. He was just sitting there on my bed, staring at me with this faraway look in his eyes. "I need to talk to you," he pleaded. His voice was so quiet yet it sounded so desperate. I needed to talk to him too, but I was tired and I needed to get my facts and my speech straight."Look, Michael. I need to talk to you too. But can this wait until tomorrow?" I asked him. "Plus I think we've done enough talking today," I grumbled, remembering our argument earlier."I didn't say all I needed to," he sighed. He was such a stubborn person."Well I've heard all I needed to for now," I admitted. I was just too tired for this right now. When I told Dani I was gonna tell Michael how I felt I didn't mean tonight. I meant when I had enough time to think things through and after I'd gotten a proper night's sleep. I realized I was still standing at my door with my back pressed up against it. I pushed off and made a beeline for my bathroom.
DIONNAH'S POV A lot had happened over the past week. For one, Derick had gone back home. Too bad none of us saw him off to the airport. With the wedding being pushed back, we were too busy to drive Derick to the airport, so he had to take an Uber Michael was thrilled to see him go and he wasn't afraid to show it. I could also tell that Jon was also relieved to see Derick go. As for Michael, he had been showing quite the restraint. My skin longed for his touch; my lips hungered for his kisses and my honey pot was sweet for his sugar stick. But Michael was being a man of his word. He was taking it slow, too slow for my liking. I appreciated the other things he was doing for me though. He was always so considerate towards my feelings. He didn't speak about certain things around me and he brought lunch for me every day and would sit with me and we'd talk for hours on my days off. I didn't know how much more of this I could take. The sexual tension between us was driving me insane an
DIONNAH'S POVThe ride home was torture. I couldn't stop thinking about all the things I wanted Michael to do to me. I missed him, all of him. My mind was out of control. I tried my best not to look at him but my peripheral vision kept letting me down. I could see how the muscles in his arm bunch with every gear he changed, causing his tattoos to look more defined.Before you know it we were home. I hopped out of the car and walked around to Michael's side as he came out."Don't you think we should have a story? What if they asked where we were coming from?" I asked him"I already told Jon we were going for an evening stroll." "An evening stroll? Don't you think my parents, especially my Mom are going to question that?""It doesn't matter. Just tell them I took you to buy coffee as a friendly gesture, " he laughed."You don't know my Mom," I told him as we entered the house.To our luck, everyone was downstairs."Where have you two been?" Asked my Mom."Good evening Ma," I said as I